Chapter 649: I Don’t Mind the Dust on Him (2)



Chapter 649: I Don’t Mind the Dust on Him (2)

Huo Ziheng was in poor health, and a bowl of wine with added ingredients made him lie down for several days before he could barely recover some energy.

Even so, the paleness on his face did not fade, and he looked like he was about to die at any moment.

In addition, this is a bandit stronghold, so he cannot move around freely. His daily activities are limited to walking a few dozen steps around Ah Xian's puppy house.

Perhaps Ah Xian had a bad reputation in the lower-class area, so most people living nearby would avoid him when they saw him.

After this happened so many times, Huo Ziheng stopped going out.

When Ah Xian was not in the room, he would clean up the messy house. When Ah Xian came back and made the house messy again, he would continue to clean up.

"Man, look what this is! Little red fruits on the top of the mountain! I've been eyeing that spot for a long time, just waiting for the fruits to turn red and pick them. I'm quick, hahaha, and I picked all the biggest and reddest ones!"

"Can you eat it? Will you die if you eat it?"

"Look, I earned another two taels of silver today. I run errands for the boss and the second in command. They always say they only take a small percentage of what they earn, but I have the final say on how much the small percentage is. They can't do anything to me!"

"I picked up these packets of herbs for you when I passed by the pharmacy on my way back from work. They're good for nourishing your body. Try drinking them first. If they work for you, I'll bring them back later."

"Ginseng slices! See? Just these few slices cost me more than three taels of silver! Is ginseng that expensive? Do you think I was cheated? Do you think I'm being ripped off? I bought this for you. I've never eaten this stuff before, so I bought some to try. But you're my man, so I can give you a taste!"

"I picked these flowers from the foot of the mountain! The white and purple ones look beautiful. Flowers are a gift to a beautiful woman. Put them in a vase and take good care of them for me! Don't let them wither within two days!"

The days of being confined to the house are not boring.

He likes to sit by the window when the sun is shining. Others think the summer sun is too scorching, but it only feels warm to him.

The woman always liked to take advantage of his distraction to suddenly pop her head out from under the window to scare him, and then put something on the windowsill like offering a treasure.

Specially picked medicinal herbs, some wild fruits picked from the mountain, a bunch of dogtail flowers picked at the foot of the mountain... There are all kinds of things, and he never hides his pride when presenting treasures.

Huo Ziheng couldn't help laughing every time.

Ah Xian really treated him like a "beauty" hidden in a golden house.

But he knew that it was not easy for her to make money.

This kind of time lasted for nearly ten days.

That day, Ah Xian went out to do some work and had not returned until after noon.

Huo Ziheng waited in front of the window for a long time, watching the sun climb high in the sky and then begin to set in the west, but he still didn't see the head that he liked suddenly pop up.

He was distracted for a moment when he suddenly heard a commotion outside the house.

It was the women and servants living nearby who were running up the mountain, shouting. Their voices sounded excited, with a hint of gloating.

"Hurry, there's a commotion in the front hall. Ah Xian and the boss seem to be getting into a fight. Let's go check it out!"

"Fighting with the boss? What happened? Ah Xian's temper is really hard to describe. Normally, she's a bit arrogant due to her kung fu, but how could she actually have the guts to go right in front of the boss?"

"She's been like this since she was little. What's the saying? A reckless sky brings rain, a reckless man brings disaster. She's being so reckless with the boss, how can he let her off so easily?"

"She offended many people, so she's just calling a few names. This time she's in trouble. Half the people in the village will applaud! Phew!"

"Run faster and stop laughing. It looks like it's going to rain. The sun was blazing just now, but now it's getting dark..."

The bandit camp was built halfway up the mountain, and the lower-class area was at the outermost edge of the camp.

The women and servants shouted and ran up to watch the excitement, and the entire lower-class area suddenly became quiet.

Huo Ziheng slowly stood up, holding onto the windowsill, and walked out.

Wandering around the area over the past few days was enough for him to understand the terrain of the entire mountain and the layout of the sentry posts.

When Ah Xian had nothing to do, she liked to run around the mountains, picking wild fruits and flowers. When she came back, she would always tell him which trail led to which place, without any warning.

As long as he walked out of the inferior area, he would be able to leave the bandit camp and continue to live his life drifting with the tide, waiting for the sun to rise again tomorrow, or waiting to close his eyes and fall into eternal sleep.

He opened the door and stepped over the threshold. A strong wind was blowing outside.

The dark clouds rolling in from the other side of the sky blocked out the sunlight, making it pitch black and gloomy, and it seemed as if the rain was about to fall at any moment.

The world has changed.

Huo Ziheng pursed his lips, took the first step, and walked forward step by step along the downhill road.

The wind whistled in my ears, blowing my hair and clothes into disarray. The branches that were almost bent shook violently, and the green leaves on the tree rustled.

I don’t know who left some things drying at the doorway and didn’t clean them up, but the sound of them being overturned was so loud and noisy.

Huo Ziheng walked against the wind, step by step without stopping, and in front of him was a small fork in the road that turned down the mountain.

But the closer he got to the intersection of the path, the slower his pace became.

In my ears was the woman's noisy voice, and in my mind was her arrogant expression when she smiled.

"Hey man, how about it, my cooking skills are pretty good, right?"

"The gossipy old woman next door told me that a good-looking man like you wouldn't be interested in a bandit woman like me. She knows nothing. What does it matter whether she likes you or not? You're already my husband!"

"Hey, you stinky man, your family used to be a wealthy family. Have you seen a lot of beautiful girls? How beautiful are they? Heavenly beauty? Beauty that can shame the moon and flowers? Do you have a lover? Even if you don't, it's useless. You are already my husband!"

"man……"

"Stinky man..."

She never called him by his name.

Because he said he was a fugitive.

Such a carefree person, yet he protects him so carefully.

There was a loud thunder in the sky and lightning streaked across the sky, as if splitting it in two.

Huo Ziheng suddenly stopped, took a deep breath, and returned without hesitation.

When passing by the couple's puppy house, he took the oil-paper umbrella behind the door and climbed up the mountain weakly.

It's raining.

After the thunder, raindrops fell down hard and fiercely, and the mountain road was instantly made slippery by the rain.

The whole mountain was covered in a heavy rain curtain, and the sound of rain on the umbrella was deafening.

His frail body seemed unable to bear the burden, and the feeling of overdraft became more and more severe. Huo Ziheng gripped the umbrella handle tightly, trying to keep his steps steady.

The matter of Qianzhai has come to an end.

The people who rushed over to watch the excitement began to walk down the mountain, and waves of people passed by Huo Ziheng.

Some people were holding umbrellas, while others were running with nothing but their heads covered.

He was the only one walking against the flow, glaring and conspicuous.

When he found the woman walking slowly in the rain, the crowd around her had dispersed. She was alone in the rain, soaked and in a very disheveled state.

Huo Ziheng walked straight towards her, holding an umbrella above her head to shield her from the wind and rain outside.

"Hey, you stinky man." Ah Xian's face turned pale. She looked up at him, pretending to be tough and indifferent. "I'm going to pack up and leave. I won't be hanging around in this mountain anymore. If I don't become a bandit, I'll earn much less money. Businesses in the city don't hire female workers, and I don't know how to farm. You'll have a hard life following me from now on."

Huo Ziheng lowered his eyes, and after a moment, he raised his hand to brush away the wet hair on her face, and gently combed away the messy hair on her cheeks.

This was the first time he touched her since they got married.

A faint smile appeared on the man's lips, as if he was always like this at any time and in any situation.

Being neither hurried nor slow, calm and composed, makes people feel at ease.

"I've been educated and have good handwriting. I can earn a living by copying books and writing for others. Although I'm weak and don't have much ability, I can always provide you with simple food and a bed. It's just that life will be hard."

After thinking for a moment, he added, "Once we find a place to settle down, I can think of other ways to earn more money so that you can afford to eat the sunflower seeds you like."

Ah Xian stared at him quietly, "You said you would support me?"

"Providing for the family is a man's job." When he smiled, his beauty was like a lotus covered with snow. "Ah Xian, have you forgotten that we are married? I am your husband and you are my wife."

This sentence made Ah Xian freeze for a very long time. The umbrella covered the world, and outside the umbrella was the endless wind and rain.

The shaky umbrella in his hand carried the wind and rain for her, leaving only the warmth in her chest.

"That's right!" She pulled up her wet sleeve to wipe her tears, her voice muffled and very strong, "Husband and wife are birds of the same forest!"

The laughter that escaped his lips was low and pleasant, "We should share the joys and sorrows, life and death together."

Huo Ziheng is good for nothing.

But during his lifetime, he still had worldly thoughts and wanted to keep her happy.

Be it a year or half a year.

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